About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Shell’s pumps hummed softly in the quiet town, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The gas station clock seemed to tick backwards for a moment before returning to normal. Curious, he mentioned it to a nearby mechanic who shrugged and said, ‘That’s just old Shell playing tricks on early birds.’ The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, refuelled his truck, and drove off into another day of mystery-solving—one gas station at a time.
2. At dusk, when Shell’s neon sign flickered on, a neighborhood cat began appearing every night. It would sit on the hood of the same car, staring intently as if waiting for something. One evening, an old delivery driver pulled up and leaned out his window, calling, ‘Hey, kitty! Are you guarding our gas until morning?’ The cat didn’t move. Finally, someone offered it a piece of bread, and it jumped down, sauntered over, took one bite—and promptly ran off, leaving behind its furry pawprint on the windshield. Everyone laughed, knowing that from then on, the cat was just a friendly neighbourhood legend.
3. At night, when Shell’s gas station lights up like a beacon, a local dog started showing up regularly. No one knew why he came or where he went after leaving. One evening, a delivery driver noticed the dog sitting next to an open cooler filled with cold drinks. The dog looked thirsty, so the driver offered him a bottle of water. From that day on, whenever anyone bought something from Shell, they’d see the dog happily drinking his free treat and wagging his tail. It became known as ‘the water dog’ around town.
4. At sunset, when Shell’s bright orange sign glowed like a lantern, a little boy walking home from school noticed something odd. Every time he passed, the reflection of the sign danced on the pavement, forming tiny dancing flames that seemed to follow him. One evening, an old delivery driver looked up and saw the flickering reflections too. Smiling, he thought, ‘Finally, someone else sees them!’ Then he realized they were just his glasses reflecting the neon light—an optical illusion only he could see. Ever since then, whenever anyone asked if he’d seen those dancing flames, he winked and replied, ‘Of course I did—it was me, driving past in my truck.’